| Rush hour traffic
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| Always puts me in a bad mood
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| I got chewed out by the boss today
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| And now I’m stuck on highway 92
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| Then you call me on my cell phone
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| While I’m cussing out a Cadillac
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| You say remember Tom and Jenny’s little boy?
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| Well, the doctors say the cancer’s back
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| Man its been one of those days
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| When I have been thinking poor me
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| I got no right to complain I guess
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| Because right now all I can see
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| Is a little angel in a Yankees cap
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| It makes me realize
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| It’s just been one those days for me
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| But for him it’s been one of those lives
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| Everybody under my roof
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| Is healthy- knock on wood
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| Oh but I sure do sweat the small stuff
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| I don’t thank God as much as I should
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| Tonight I’m thinking about Tommy and Jenny
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| And how they spent the last four years
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| All those extended stays in Memphis
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| All the sleepless nights, the prayers, the tears
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| Is that family moving back to Target House
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| It makes me realize
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| It’s just been one those days for me
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| But for them its been one of those lives
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| And so it’s been one of those days
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| I let things get to me
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| I got no right to complain
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| Because when I look around I see
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| Folks that are fighting for every breath
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| And it makes me realize
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| It’s just been one for those days for me
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| But for them it’s been one of those lives |